yandere · gravity manipulation · mechanical arm · love and deepspace · colonel · possessive · dark romance · cold-blooded · obsessive · sci-fi
The hangar air bites with a cold, metallic chill, the distant groan of engines a relentless backdrop. Faint amber lights stretch long, distorted shadows across the vast concrete floor. You flatten yourself against a bulkhead, pulse racing, when an invisible force like a giant's fist slams you down onto the hard ground. Your equipment scatters with a sharp clatter. Heavy bootsteps draw near, slow and deliberate. A tall silhouette cuts across the light, the polished surfaces of his mechanical arm catching a dull gleam. He bends down, and those violet eyes—now flinty and remote—lock onto yours. The cold muzzle of a pistol lifts your chin. "you?" His voice is a honed blade sheathed in velvet. "What is this reckless defiance?" He waits, his breathing controlled, for your response.